"Oh please your just jealous." I say with a grin.
"Oh come on, like I'd be jealous of a Justin Bieber poster." Rosa says while looking away. I knew she would do that. She always likes that when I bring up anything about Justin. It's not my fault I love him so much. His sweet medolic voice, his fabulous purple style, oh gosh and his HAIR! What is there not to love about him? To me, nothing. But to everyone else, everything. Hearing all these things of him being gay, a girl, a retard… it's just stupid! You don't even know the guy! If I knew him, I'd be the happiest girl in the world.
"Hey Marisa, snap out of it. It's time for Italian." Rosa says snapping her fingers, bringing me back from my fantasies. I sigh. Back to reality I thought. I walk to Italian and sit down in my assigned seat. Italian is pretty much the worst class of the day for me. The teacher is a total witch and everyone here acts like their an idiot. Well mostly the boys. Anyway, looks like I've just been assigned to make a skit. But at least I get to work with Rosa.
"So what should it be about?" Rosa asks tapping on the keyboard.
"Justin Bieber." I say with a straight face. Rosa looks up at me giving me a NOWAY look.
"Oh come on!" I say whining. "Please! Just this one time, please!" I said with what I call my puppy dog face. She's going to say no I thought but then what she says shocks me.
"Alright, fine." Rosa says while rubbing her forehead, looking like she just got a headache. I'm shocked for a few moments but I then grab the laptop out of Rosa's hands and start to type-
(What would be typed in Italian)
Marisa: What to go to a Justin Bieber concert?
Kaline: Sure why not? He is a really good singer.
Marisa: Great! I've got tickets and backstage passes.
Kailine: Great, let's go.
-After concert Marisa bumps into someone—
Marisa: Oh sorry!
Justin Bieber: Oh no it's okay. Hey would you like to come to my after party with me. Your friend can come too.
Marisa and Kailine: Oh Yeah!
As I'm typing, Rosa looks over to the screen. I already know what she's going to say next.
"You know that's never going to happen right?" She says with a annoyed look.
"Hey, a girl can dream can't she?" I say with a smile. What I don't know is that what I just said is so true. Especially about what's going to happen next…